[REWRITE SOON] Gunrunner - VA X fem reader

Dick cheese

Getting real creative with these titles aren't I?

I must have stood outside the family restaurant for a good ten minutes just doing breathing exercises to calm myself down.

I took one step in and was immediately met with angry inaudible yelling, silverware flying around the place, and I think a chair being smashed?

Locating a waiter I very eloquently asked him "Is there a man called, uhh, fuck, uhmmm, Bucciaratti here?" He just nodded and pointed in the direction of the flying cutlery and screaming.

"Of fucking course." I grumbled and dragged myself over, immediately seeing some man in a cheese looking suit slamming the head of someone that looked like a child on the table. A man in a dumb looking hat sat next to a goth guy, almost completely oblivious to what was happening in front of them.

I tried doing a fake cough to get their attention, but the child was too busy holding out a knife and threatening to cut off cheeseman's dick to notice.

I went through rational things to do in my head and settled for taking off my shoe, a chunky black platform boot, and throwing it at them.

That somehow smacked the knife out of his hand and their attention was brought to me, all of them looked annoyed.

I cleared my throat "you work for Bucciaratti, right?" "What is it to you?" The literal toddler said, pointing the knife at me now.

"Employment, and stop pointing that at me I'm not gonna fucking attack you, just tell me where he is I need to talk to him" This time the guy with the hat spoke up "He went to the bathroom, but we're not letting you see him alo-" "Ah, you must be Ficarra" A voice cut in from behind me. I turned around to see a man in a white suit, with a tit window of course, and a black bob. He looks like a sexy wine aunt.

"Yep, but Y/N is just fine, last names are too formal." "Of course, boys this is your new team mate, Y/N Ficarra, treat her with respect as you would to each other." He looked directly at the ones who were fighting. "I have some business to attend to but be nice to each other."

The goth guy audibly sighed and slumped down into his chair, grabbing the tea pot as the guy in the hat tried to hold in a giggle.

Weird.

I shrugged it off and walked over to the other guys. "So, uhh, you gonna introduce yourselves?" "I'm Narancia Girgha, this is Panacotta Fugo, that guy over there is Guido Mista, and there's Leone Abbachio." Abbachio slammed the tea pot on the table as I looked over to them.

"Are all of you named after food?" "I never really thought about that before." Fugo replied.

"Yo Y/N, want some tea?" Abbachio asked rather aggressively, pushing a steaming cup towards me, Mista looked like he was gonna lose it any second.

"Yeah sure why not." I walked over towards him and picked up the cup, looking into it "Is that..." I sniffed it. "oh...that's very nice of you Abbachio, thank you." I made sure to make my voice as sweet as possible.

He smirked up at me, but his expression quickly soured as I tipped the cup over his head, spilling it all down his hair and clothes.

Mista immediately burst into tears of laughter, wheezing and smacking the table. "Whoopsie, I seem to have spilled my tea, I really do hope it doesn't stain." I smiled sweetly at him. He stood up and ran to towards the bathroom. "Fucking crazy bitch."

I picked up a few napkins and wiped his seat down, sitting down in his place. Mista and Narancia were almost pissing themselves with laughter and Fugo just stared in disbelief.

"Right, well this should serve as a great lesson, respect me and I will respect you back, I look forward to working with you guys."

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"Oooh ooh I got one! 'What's grey and cant fly?'" "This one's gonna be awful, what is it?" "A parking lot" with that, Fugo smacked Narancia around the back of the head, as I giggled.

Abbachio was sulking at a table across from all of us, giving me a dirty look every so often.

"You know what? My first day wasn't as bad as I thought it would be." "Why would it be bad?" Mista asked. "Eh, I'm just not used to the type of work this team does, I smuggle guns and rarely use my stand to attack people. And also you smell like dick cheese so I thought you'd be a weirdo." "I-that's hurtful." "Then take a shower."

"Ayyyy, Bucciaratti's back!" Narancia blurted. Bruno looked like he was gonna say something but Abbachio stood up and dragged him out of the room.

"Oops?" "Nah don't worry about it, give it like a month and he'll start tolerating you. You got a one up on him anyway, other people tried to join but quit after he did that, you're the first person to actually get back at him." Mista sat back in his chair. "He does this often?" "Every time someone joins." "Ew"

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877 words, kinda short but I needed to write something before this flops.

Ciao~
Cass